Chapter 3993

The energy behind them was vibrating. Butterball and the others were attacking.

Wan He had recovered some of his strength and killed a member of the Soul Eater Clan with one slash.

He looked at the two women who were fighting hard and transmitted his voice, "Save some of your strength. Don't let the enemy see through you. Next, we have to break through."

The two women knew what to do and each restrained a part of their strength.

The Blue Dragon Beast followed Lan Gu Meng and did not attack.

The Ghost Demon followed Shan Ya and would occasionally devour a member of the Soul Eater Clan.

Butterball also restrained a part of his strength when fighting Yun Zhen.

In the field, everyone was conserving their strength in preparation for the next breakthrough. Only Zi Chen was using his full strength.

The pale-faced Mo Lin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and his eyes became colder. "Good, I want to see how strong you are!"

Soulforce surged out from his body, burning like flames. The surrounding temperature suddenly rose, and the black fog that was originally surging in the surroundings seemed to burn at this moment.

Mo Lin's facial features were distorted, and his aura became more tyrannical and violent.

"Soul Flame!"

His voice was cold and deep, and his eyes flashed with cold killing intent.

Those burning flames converged in front of him and seemed to turn into a terrifying soul flame. Everyone in the field felt their souls throbbing.

Even though they were far away, Butterball and Yun Zhen's expressions changed because that flame seemed to have a strange power to attract souls. Their soul power seemed to be sucked away.

They felt this way even though they were dozens of feet away. Then, what kind of feeling did Zi Chen have?

Zi Chen's soul was also affected, but it was not as dangerous as everyone felt. He raised the long staff in his hand and smashed down.

No matter how many magical skills you have, I, Zi Chen, only have one staff.

Between heaven and earth, the staff cut through the sky and golden light filled the world.

The flames exploded, and countless flames scattered in all directions and extinguished in the sky.

Mo Lin fell in the distance, and his aura became weak. He raised his head and looked at Zi Chen, his eyes full of disbelief.

He, a member of the Royal Family, had been defeated again, and so thoroughly.

Zi Chen's eyes flashed with killing intent. "I'll send you on your way!"

The golden staff left his hand and flew towards the Royal Family. This time, it was filled with killing intent.

A ray of light suddenly descended from the sky like a black shield, blocking the staff.

Clang!

With a resounding clang, the long rod returned to Zi Chen's hand in mid-air.

Five people appeared in the sky. The man in the lead waved his hand and withdrew a ray of light. It was that ray of light that had blocked Zi Chen's attack.

"It's Mo Wu Ling!"

Behind him, Butterball's eyes couldn't help but change when he saw the man's appearance. He cried out involuntarily.

The Soul Hunters had ten heroes, and so did the Soul Devouring Clan. They were all extremely famous existences in their respective regions. Both sides knew each other very well and had their own portraits.

Zi Chen's eyes also changed. He had naturally heard of the Ten Heroes, Mo Wu Ling's name. It was said that he was on the same level as Yao Ye, and was ranked tenth.

This was knowledge that everyone who entered the battlefield had to know. Once they encountered one of the Ten Heroes, they had to run. If they couldn't run, it would be a sign of death.

Zi Chen looked up at the sky and said, "The Ten Heroes are all here. It's a pity that you're ranked at the bottom. I wonder if the other Ten Heroes will appear after I kill the two of you!"

Mo Wu Ling snorted and said, "You're not famous, but you talk big. I'd like to see what you're capable of, the Soul Hunter that we've used the entire clan's strength to deal with."

"The entire clan's strength?

I'm quite honored. Since you want to see it, I'll show you the true strength of the Soul Hunter Clan! "

As soon as he finished speaking, Zi Chen rushed forward with his staff.

When Mo Wu Ling saw this, he shouted, "Don't let him get close."

Unfortunately, it was too late. Zi Chen closed in in an instant and swung his staff down forcefully. With a loud boom, Mo Wu Ling was sent flying. While he was in mid-air, he started coughing up blood.

Mo Wuling's pale face was filled with shock as he landed firmly on the ground.

His opponent's strength was ridiculously strong. Even though he had sensed his opponent's movements in advance, he still couldn't block the impact of that terrifying strength.

At this moment, Mo Wu Ling's vision blurred again. A staff shadow appeared for the second time.

He shouted loudly and activated the black robe on his body, creating a protective light.

Peng!

The protective light shattered in an instant. Mo Wuling's body smashed into the ground in the distance. His black robes were now riddled with cracks.

At this moment, Zi Chen didn't have the slightest intention of holding back. Every strike of his staff contained his full strength. In the face of absolute strength, even his opponent's robe couldn't block these attacks.

Zi Chen's body flashed again. However, this time, he didn't come into contact with Mo Wu Ling. When he was in mid-air, the experts who came with Mo Wu Ling had already blocked Zi Chen's path. There was a brief collision in the sky. Zi Chen landed on the ground, and the four people were sent flying.

The four people who tried to stop Zi Chen were all injured.

"One from the Royal Family, one from the Ten Talents. It seems like I've earned a lot of merits this time. Perhaps the Gate of Heaven will open because of this."

Zi Chen smiled coldly and swung his staff down with all his might.

The staff shadow moved forward. Mo Wu Ling took out his Guardian again.

However, after that strike, Zi Chen took out a Sacred Talisman Brush and drew a line in front of him.

A mark appeared in the sky. It was completely formed by lightning, and it seemed to split the sky into two.

The staff shattered Mo Wu Ling's Soul Weapon defense, then turned back.

The light approached, almost following the attack of the staff. In an instant, it swept past Mo Wu Ling's body.

The shock in Mo Wu Ling's eyes froze. His life was extinguished, and he died.

One of the Ten Talents of the Soul Devourer Clan died at the hands of Zi Chen.

Mo Lin, who had already retreated in another direction, was filled with fear. Zi Chen's previous attack was targeted at the two of them. If he hadn't used a life-saving technique at the critical moment, he might have been split in two as well.

At this moment, he truly felt Zi Chen's strength. Fear filled his heart.

Zi Chen glanced at Mo Lin. He didn't continue to attack. Instead, he said, "Retreat!"

Now that they had found their target, it was wisest to retreat.

Hearing Zi Chen's words, everyone retreated without hesitation.

"You can't leave."

A cold voice sounded from the sky. Another member of the Soul Devourer Clan appeared.

"Another one of the Ten Talents. Zi Chen, retreat!"

Butterball shouted anxiously.